In that moment, life shifts uncontrollably fast. I let these ideas dance around my head before I dive head first into a pool of fresh waters. Untangling and dangling these knotted ropes that is my heart, reason comes to me. You are destined to become my forever ago. Yet we continue this game with those forget-me-nots, flower petals whisked away by winds that used to encircle us.
Those kisses, those good morning eyes, and your late night guitar riffs … these floating pieces of what used to be is what shadows me. And each time the ghost beckons me on my doorstep, I follow – as though it could ever be any different.